Sunday, March 26, 2017

In the Pink?

Friday
night was another difficult night and then in the wee hours of morning a storm
with lots of thunder moved through. Biscuit doesn’t like thunder, but she was a
trooper and remained quiet in her crate. The whole house waited for storm to be
over and that made the coming day even more tiresome.

But
I wanted to do something to take my mind off all the difficulties in life. I
was tired of sitting and straightened a few things around here. I made a new
casserole for lunch and stirred up cookies for the first time in over a year.
Oh, folks have brought us cakes and cookies, but we have been trying to leave
them alone for health reasons. Ah, yesterday was a big fail because I wanted
some of my own chocolate chip cookies. I just use the Toll House recipe, but I
use three different kinds of chocolate chips.

Then
I changed table top again. I might not be able to climb and clean corners and
sweeping floor is often beyond me, but I can change a table cloth and feel like
I am in control of some part of my own wonky life! I chose pink, a color I
rarely use and it feels like Easter and spring and light and airy! When I was
four years old, I loved pink, wanted everything pink. My mom hated pink and
loved red. It was a squabble every time I dressed, but I guess I got my fill of
pink in the end. Nice to see it again though now.

In
the afternoon, I read a book which is also difficult some of these days. I
finished A Piece of Time by Christina
Kline, and I really enjoyed the book. It is story built around Wyeth’s painting
titled “Christina’s World”. I’ve always liked the painting, and my mother-in-law
had a print of the painting hanging in her house for years. I recommend the
story even if you are not familiar with Wyeth or the painting. I think I will sample
more of this author when I can.

Christina's World by A. Wyeth

The
day ended and night was better for me; DH still had issues, but I was so tired
(and cookie full) that I slept. Now the Sunday morning is bright with sunshine
despite more storms coming. I hope to get out on the deck this afternoon to
soak up sunshine while I can. March is ending this week, and I hope it takes
all the darkness with it—well, as much as it can. Let April bring some
lightness and cheer.

Hello Dear Claudia...Thank you for saying I was the air for your balloon. That was sweet. I sure hope April will be better for you and your DH. Much, much, MUCH better, as a matter of fact. And I am SO GLAD you made and ate those cookies. You are WORTHY of having a treat. I remember that painting. Now you've piqued my curiosity. Wonder what the story of that girl in the painting is. Take care and enjoy the sunshine there. None here so gotta make our own. ha ha ha Susan

Claudia, that picture speaks to me. I have so many scenarios swimming in my head; it has inspired me to return to my work of short fiction.

A festive and colorful table and splash is just what we need on dreary days. Weather has to clear up sometime. Looking forward to sitting on the patio. Tired of being cooped up. Can you believe Easter is two weeks away?

The Wyeth painting is so evocative. It raises question and brings vivid images to mind.

I'm happy you are able to bake cookies and change the table linens. Your table looks lovely. Mine is cluttered right now, but I hope to change the table cloth soon with a brighter color. And I'm also ready for April and flowers and fresh starts. Hope you continue to heal and grow strong. For some reason I'm craving chocolate chip cookies right now.